The man sighed and said, "You really can't do anything. You have to let your wife get used to her tears."
Qiao Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, but she still said she was disgusted, "Who cares if you let me spoil you?"
"Wanwan." The man suddenly held her hand, "It's my fault. I want to stay with you. I can't live without you. Let's not get divorced, okay?"
Qiao Wanwan's nose turned sour. She didn't think she was a person who easily softened her heart. On the contrary, she would not go back on something she had decided on easily. Xiang Yang had told her that even ten cows could not get back her decision.
But now, she admits that she has softened her heart.
Maybe she did feel a little less angry in the past two days, or maybe she remembered too many good things about Zhan Jingting.
Zhan Jingting took the hair dryer from her hand and turned it off, took the girl's hand and asked her to sit on his lap, "Wanwan, I know I was wrong. You can hit me or scold me, but don't ignore me.
OK?"
"Do you really think that what happened before can be treated as if it never happened?" Qiao Wanwan said sullenly, "Just like that blanket, even if the stains on it can be cleaned, the small hole that was scratched is still there.
"
"If you don't try, how will you know that the broken places can't be repaired?" Zhan Jingting hugged her, "Wanwan, give me a chance."
Qiao Wanwan was still very confused, but for some reason, she seemed much calmer than the previous few days.
"I'm hungry."
"Then let's eat first."
"Um."
Only then did the man let her go.
Qiao Wanwan looked at his messy hair and couldn't help laughing. She went to get a comb to comb it for him, and then sat down to eat together.
Zhan Jingting brought her some food, "Eat more, you'll lose weight."
Qiao Wanwan curled her lips, "I'm not angry with you."
"Then I will feed you every day and try to make you fat."
"Never."
Lunch was pretty enjoyable, but after the meal, someone shamelessly asked to take a nap.
"Are you crazy? I'm so young, and you're squeezing in here with me?"
"Then you come home with me."
"Zhan Jingting, don't push yourself too far, I haven't forgiven you yet."
"Then when will you forgive me?"
Qiao Wanwan thought for a while, "Let's see how you perform."
"Then I'll go back first and come to have dinner with you in the evening."
"It depends on my mood."
The man took her hand, put it to his lips and kissed her, "Good afternoon, Mrs. Zhan."
"Get out of here." Qiao Wanwan sent him out and closed the door behind her, but a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.
She wasn't sleepy, so she lay on the bed with her mobile phone and sent a text message to Qiao Zhan: [Qiao Zhan, I'll give you a few days off. You go abroad to get your wife back. It's not easy for two people to get together and get married. ]
[Ms. Qiao is in a good mood today? Is she reconciled with your husband? 】
[No, I just thought about it seriously last night and I’m not so angry anymore.]
【Then will you give your husband a chance?】
【I'm already giving it, and I just allowed him to have lunch with me.】
[This is a good thing. It seems that he can make you forgive him as long as he keeps working hard.]
【Look at his performance.】
[Then Miss Qiao, I’m asking for leave to get my wife back.]
【Well, I wish you all the best.】
【I'd like to lend you some good words.】
...
Qiao Wanwan put away her phone and cleaned the den again. It looked tidier and her mood improved.
It was evening in a blink of an eye, and Qiao Wanwan was a little hungry. She originally wanted to make something to eat, but she remembered what Zhan Jingting said, so she gave him a call.
"Wanwan." The man answered quickly, "What's wrong?"
Qiao Wanwan said calmly, "It's raining heavily outside, so don't come to me for dinner at night."
"Okay." The man agreed, and the next second, a muffled voice came from the other end of the phone.
"What's wrong with you, Zhan Jingting?" Qiao Wanwan asked in her heart, "Are you sick?"
"I'm fine." came the man's suppressed voice, "After dinner, go to bed early and lock the door at night."
"Please bear with me, I'll go back right away!"
Qiao Wanwan hurriedly went out to take a taxi and rushed back to the villa.
As soon as I walked to the door of the master bedroom, I heard Zhan Jingting's painful roar coming from inside!
Qiao Wanwan hurriedly ran in and saw the man lying on the bed, Jiang Dong and two doctors standing beside him at a loss.
"Zhan Jingting!" Qiao Wanwan rushed forward and looked at the man's handsome and pale face, "How are you?"
"Wanwan..." Veins were pulsing on the man's forehead, and the pillow was about to be soaked with cold sweat, "I have been obedient, and I have been holding back..."
Tears welled up in Qiao Wanwan's eyes, "Stop talking, I'll give you acupuncture!"
"Madam." Jiang Dong handed over the silver needle.
Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath, kept calm, and inserted a needle into the acupuncture point on the man's head.
After more than ten minutes, the man's complexion gradually recovered and his cold sweat stopped.
Qiao Wanwan checked Zhan Jingting's pulse and frowned, "You haven't had a good rest?"
"If you want to divorce me, how can I sleep well?" the man asked.
Qiao Wanwan: "..."
"Zhan Jingting, no matter what, you can't make fun of your body."
"Without you by my side, my life would be meaningless."
"Zhan Jingting, don't say such things!" Qiao Wanwan said angrily, "Don't think that I will be soft-hearted if you offend yourself. I won't do this!"
"I was wrong." The man apologized immediately.
"Forget it." Qiao Wanwan wiped his face with a towel, "You can have a good sleep."
"If I don't sleep, you will leave if I do."
"...I can't walk anymore, can I?"
Zhan Jingting was delighted, "Really?"
"Really, I keep my word."
The man held her hand tightly, "Then you have to promise that you will still be by my side when I wake up."
"I promise."
The man then closed his eyes with peace of mind.
Qiao Wanwan waited until he fell asleep before taking off the silver needle from his head.
"lady......"
"Shh..." Qiao Wanwan signaled Jiang Dong to be silent, "Go out and talk."
The two of them walked out of the master bedroom and closed the door before Jiang Dong said, "Madam, it's a good thing you're back. Otherwise, we really don't know what to do. Mr. Zhan was in pain, but just because of your words, he couldn't bear it.
Please use sedatives."
Qiao Wanwan's heart hurt.
"Madam, are you hungry? Let's go eat first. The food has been prepared a long time ago. It's all packed. Mr. Zhan was just about to deliver it to you, but he suddenly fell ill."
Qiao Wanwan followed Jiang Dong to the restaurant, where Zheng Ma was preparing to put the dishes in the thermos box back on the plate.
Qiao Wanwan sat down and said, "No need to pour it, just eat it like this."
"Yes, young lady." Zheng Ma stepped aside.
Qiao Wanwan felt panicked and had no appetite. She took a few bites and put down her chopsticks, "Jiang Dong, come with me."
"Yes." Jiang Dong followed Qiao Wanwan to the side hall and asked, "Madam, do you have anything to do with me?"
"Is there something wrong with you?" Qiao Wanwan smiled, "You have been trying to say something for a long time, but if you have anything to say, please say it."
Jiang Dong hesitated for a moment, then his heart changed and he said, "Madam, even if you are angry today, I still have to say what is in my heart. Do you still remember the sexy lingerie in the room on the night you and Master Zhan got married?"
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